Daily Prompt:  Amble

I think people like to ramble

We just do, usually an amble

Among the memories

Through the trees

Of long ago events

Some even present.

We think and it comes out long

Too long for the average throng

We try to make our words succinct

Possibly wanting to tinct

Coloring the mundane 

Leaving out the profane

Stumbling with the truth

Hoping you won’t sleuth

Each meaning or nuance

Not revealing, taking a chance

But ambling along in the dance.